Whitewashed prison walls Spirits haunt stark, narrow halls A mournful voice calls Photo taken at Fort Barrancass, aboard Naval Air Station, Pensacola.
Narrow passage
Tag: poetry
Shopping spree
Flower to flower Gleaning pollen for honey Two saddlebags full
Morning stretch
Ferns unfurl at dawn Yawning, stretching towards the sun Robed in green velvet
Waxing crescent
High in a blue sky I spy with my little eye A child’s pastel moon
Consumed by nature
Man-made, out of place Overpowered by flora Thorny vines consume
Partners in crime
Tag team dinner crew Stalking french fries in the wild Partners in bird crime
Thin spiral notebook 